I don't know why but this was a question I knew never to ask when I was a child. I was expected to fill my time usefully. I suspect my mother, one of eight, never had any spare time - there would always be some job she had to do to do with looking after the others and I think this made her feel that I should easily be able to fill my time without asking. I never found it difficult. It was like being an 'only one' although I was one of three - five really but two died in infancy before I was born - because we each had eleven years between us. My sister was married before I was born and my brother was in France fighting in the Second World War by the time I was seven.
I never found it difficult. I was always a great reader, I played the piano from an early age, along with my father we 'collected wild flowers', picking just one bloom, identifying it, pressing it and then I would put it into an album and label it. Albums, hard-backed notebooks - anything like that I loved so people always knew what to buy me for birthdays and Christmas. Craft work was not encouraged - my father's sisters were tailoresses or milliners and my mother, who always felt inferior because she had been in service, did not like the idea of comparison so I was never encouraged to do anything which involved a needle.
Since those days there has been a lifetime of filling every minute - music making, travelling, crafting, writing, gardening, reading, never enough hours in the day - and teaching as well of course. Now, suddenly, comes Covid 19 and the question arises again. Arthritis means no more music making or travelling, there is only limited gardening, writing my blog each day is a life line, reading means a steady supply of books (anything I fancy from Amazon - no money spent on lunches out means I dont feel guilty about this) and when there is nothing else to read I go through my bookshelves to reread something I fancy.
Which is why today, for at least the third time, I am going down Africa from Cairo with Paul Theroux. ('Dark Star Safari'). What do people in lockdown who dont read do with their time? I know a lot of you are crafters (as I used to be before arthritis set in) and a lot of you are cooks and bakers. Now I live alone the latter would just mean more weight gain so is best avoided.
So please tell us - what are you doing to fill your time during lock down? If we all pool the information then perhaps we will all find something new to hold our interest.